This little rambling about patience and time only earns Bard an eyeroll, for Legolas has not asked for his words of wisdom but something entirely different. With a minimal motion, a tilt of his head is made while his gaze in a curious expression remains pinned to the human’s features.
”I would not have assumed that you are afraid to be spontaneous. One should think that someone whose life span is so short would risk a little bit more. And a complete stranger I am not.”
“Your behavior leaves plenty to be desired,”
Finding the words to leave his mouth before he could stop himself. If Bard even had the decency to flush, but it was hardly a thing to be embarrassed before Legolas, when it seemed all the cards were on the table. To say that the prince left little to be desired– it presented itself as an obvious contradictory statement considering he was only a mere inch distanced away from the prince before him. Aversion of his eyes away from the other, away.
“I find it difficult to move after a fact was stated rather tactlessly. My life may be minute in comparison to yours, but do not belittle my presence.”
“I am glad that your children are well.” She had not been aware that she had tended to a prince and two princesses. It was like a fairytale. The family living humbly in poverty to rise in a new kingdom. It was quite an honour to be witnessing such a thing. Had she not seen the bowman slay the dragon with a black arrow with her own eyes, she would have hardly believed the tale. “They had been looking for you desperately.” And at first Tauriel had deemed their father lost to the flames, keen on getting them to safety and it had pained her, for her utmost goal was to prevent children from losing their parents like she had. Finding him to be alive and well was a great blessing.
“Where–!” He turned on the spot, spinning to the unfamiliar voice, his heart pounding after the mere mentioning of his children. “Oh.” It was pure elation, how the string to his high strung heart just snapped back to a level normal for a human. “Thank you,” he gasped aloud to the elf who had made mention of this to him. The assumption was made that she had been looking after his daughers, from who-knows-when. After dwarves had made travel through Dale, he shan’t be surprised at orcs, dragons, and elves as well. “And I have you to thank, for their being here."
I started this tumblr on Dec 29th, a week ago, and the first time I ever interacted with someone else (besides my friend silvxnelf, who encouraged me to actually come to this fandom), was on Dec 31th, 5 days ago, with therangerofithilien.
I have experience from RPing of 10 years, but only 2 of english RP. Only 2 of Tumblr RP. I will be honest I was quite scared to join the Tolkien fandom at first. I used to stalk people here, and everyone was so talented and knew so much more than I, I felt kinda intimidated. Until, again, thanks to my friend, I decided to actually join here, after she did. You see, english is not my first language, even though I can understand everything very well, I still miss terms I want to use, my grammar may fail as well, or I might use wrong words sometimes thinking they’re the right ones. I also do not have enough knowledge about the stories, not, at least, as I wanted to. So I obviously felt afraid. The other fandoms I tried I always felt awkward for some reason. Either for issues between players (small issues but turned so big that killed the fandom), venomous people, closed groups, I had to struggle so much to try to fit. And then I came here, and found everyone was so warm and gentle, this made me feel so light. I felt really welcomed here. And this is one of the best feeling I could ever have in so much time, when I’m needing to feel light and to smile.
I want to thank you, everyone, everyone who followed and interacted with me.
Thank you for everything and for these past days! I still can’t believe I reached 100 followers in less than a week, yesterday, 116 to be more specific.
I wanted to actually mention everyone here, but I’m going to narrow this a bit, for a few people I had the opportunity to read, play or even chat. I have yet to stalk so much more amazing players who follow me and players who I follow back as well.
Lovely People in no particular order People who I talk/stalk
I am certainly missing people here I wanted to mention, but I’m such a lame, and I’m possibly forgetting right now, will remember later and whine alone.
You may call me Legolas, there is no need for formalities at a time like this. [He inclines his head, gesturing for Bard to lead the way to where he is to be required.] May I ask what the most urgent thing on your mind is? What need be dealt with first?
Priorities are scattered all about now, but my main is to get each family in a rightful place of their own, and flames alight in every home. Snow, it melts easily within Laketown. Here, it stays, and festers to envelop the stone walls. I only hope that they will be able to tolerate it.
